()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>222</BIN><黑屏2>:Paradeus' temporary base.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_22W_BGM_3</BGM><SE1>AVG_Shield_Startup</SE1>:Hum... Nemhran activates a system that has been off for a long time, and the base that has been vacant for days is once again in operation.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:After confirming the system's status, she turns to address the person behind her matter-of-factly.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:...The channel connecting to the Lake of Cognition has been completely sealed. +Before the backup plan puts things right, try to avoid combat.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Embla has already set off to implement her "All Hallows' Eve". +I may be too cautious here... but can she be trusted?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:As the control group of the experiment, she has already completed her mission. All that's left is to make good use of her identity.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Tut-tut, I would love to be a fly on the wall... +When the Commander finds out their boss was the one who sent this woman to us...
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:...Watch your tongue.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Am I wrong? +Humans are always spouting lofty ideals that contradict their foul and unscrupulous actions.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:Haven't you picked up that bad habit yourself?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Oh my, and here I thought you'd be more forgiving of my selfish little hobby.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:...I just find your behavior unnecessary. +We are all chosen enforcers, little more than pawns in chess.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...Do you not have any kind of pursuits... or dare I say, desires, Sister Nemhran?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:...We are not close enough to discuss such things.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:You're right. +Then let's change the subject. +Why did Father abandon Avernus? +Why do you think he risked his own life to meet the Commander in person?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:He did not abandon Avernus. He simply made it possible for it to land safely in Frankfurt. +To have it moved from the Black Zone to the White Zone. +As Nytos, we are considered "aliens" in human society, and Father wishes to change that.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:How very ridiculous. We are just as "human" as they are.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:That's exactly Father's point. +With this operation, we will officially step onto the humans' stage.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:As "second-class citizens"?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:No, perhaps as first-class citizens.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Are you so sure that the elites will think of us as equals?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:They don't consider themselves citizens...
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:...But gods.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:... +You are much harsher than me, Sister Nemhran.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:Humans treat each other much more cruelly than we do. +Morridow, I don't want what happened to Grig and Gray to happen again.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)||:We can't produce high-end Nytos at the moment, so we will be on the back foot for a while. +If we lose Bramedb as well, I'm sure you know the consequences.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Position>80,90</Position>;NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:I have no idea what you're talking about.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:Don't you?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Nemhran gives Morridow a cold, hard look before turning back to her work.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Instead of leaving, Morridow takes another step closer.
NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Can you finally tell me what "All Hallows' Eve" is all about?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:Embla will walk the earth. +Resurrected as the ordinary human "Angelia". +She will prove to all humans... that eternal life is not a pipe dream.
NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:Eternal life... An eternal temptation for humans.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:That's what Father wants us to do. +To stage a small debut of Paradeus' technology.
NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:What about the cost? Will the humans know the price they'll have to pay in exchange for this kind of eternal life?
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>80,90</Position>||:Humans are short-sighted creatures who will happily give up long-term plans for the sake of some immediate benefit. +Father's plan is beyond their comprehension—not that they need to comprehend it.
NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:I see.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1>:Morridow slowly backs away before turning to leave the hall.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()||<黑屏1><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><CGDelay>0.4</CGDelay>:
NPC-MorridowNew(0)<Speaker>Morridow</Speaker>||:...Embla, will you really do as she wishes? +Will you carry out such a simple mission? +I shall wait and see.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>182</BIN>:Scherbius-Andrew-Platz, Frankfurt District, Frankfurt.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Scar_Morichongfeng</BGM>:Embla strolls leisurely around the fountain. A large poster of "Faust" is hanging on the exterior of the Alte Oper. +The Alte Oper is closed today, plus the weather is rather chilly, so the area is largely deserted. She slowly walks up to the poster alone and unobserved.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:In her hands is a paper bag filled with Devil's bread that is fresh out of the oven.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><common_effect>%%code=AVG_xiaxue%%</common_effect>:Small specks of snow start falling. Embla looks up at the night sky lit up by the city lights.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Such a beautiful Halloween should be celebrated with the most interesting game. +The show is about to begin. Will my guests arrive in time, I wonder?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:She pulls out a small piece of bread and takes a dainty bite. It does not taste particularly delicious with the overpowering spices, but as a kind of festive delicacy, it is sufficiently delightful.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Beep.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Graff, is our corn maze ready yet?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Of course, Sister Embla. All the actors and props are in position.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Once you are here, we can kickstart this exhilarating "All Hallows' Eve".</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:Embla terminates the call. She breathes out a ghostly plume into the frosty air as she studies the sculptures of Pegasus and each of the Muses that adorn the rooftop of the building.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2>:She enters the Alte Oper from the main entrance and ambles through the vestibule.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:As early as Shakespeare's time, the story has already been written. +How can "Faust", a work from hundreds of years ago, retain its glory across the ages? +Every generation has its own stories, and each story has its own adaptations. +"When man pursues his dream, he becomes a slave to the Devil's schemes." +"But should he taste fulfillment's light, he'll soar to hope's celestial height." +Dear audience, please enjoy my new version of "Faust"... +On All Hallows' Eve.
()||<黑屏1><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN><关闭蒙版><回忆>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Only a moth knows how mesmerizing the flame is. +Despite knowing what final fate awaits it, it still hurtles towards its own demise without hesitation. +Is death the final destination?
()<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:<color=#A9A9A9>Every time I wake... I smell something different in the air.</color> +<color=#A9A9A9>It never fails to make me feel nostalgic.</color> +<color=#A9A9A9>Ange...</color>
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:...Will you save me a spot in the brave new world?
()||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><黑屏1><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><关闭蒙版><BIN>96</BIN><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Open_Light</SE1>:Click. Embla flips the light switch. The wall sconces shaped like candelabras start emitting swaying, flickering lights.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Walk</SE1>:Tap... Tap, tap... A strange noise is coming from deep inside the opera house.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>9</BIN><SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:Under the faint light, she climbs the stairs and comes to the staff room entrance on the second floor.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:...
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Open</SE1><黑点2><BIN>89</BIN>:When she pushes the door open, the noise ceases. +Embla promptly scans the room. A few props are scattered here and there, and a cast list is taped on the wall.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Tut-tut, Bramedb has also come up with her own version, huh. +So she's playing Helen of Troy...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla leans forward and studies the cast list with great interest. +Bramedb seems to be playing the main character, and most of the performance time slots are filled with the name "Helen". +Unfortunately, the slots are now all marked "canceled".
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:If the Devil can satisfy all your heart's desires, will you sell your soul?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla starts humming softly as her fingers brush softly across a copy of the script laid aside.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Beep-beep-beep. +Just then, her communicator chirps.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Who's this?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>—Atta—</color>
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Hm?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF><size=50>...We're under attack!!</size></color> +<color=#00CCFF>It's DEFY!</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Sister Embla... in the Alte Oper...</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2>:Bang-bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_whitenoise</SE1>:Pzzzt...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:The line is dead.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:My, my.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Detecting movement coming from behind, Embla whirls around out of reflex. +But once she sees who it is, she lets out a sigh of relief.
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker><GradientShow>2</GradientShow>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Close</SE1>:A black Nyto strolls casually into the room. Then she turns around and makes to close the door.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:You're here? Then I gather so is everyone else.
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:RPK-16, do you see how this will end for you?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_TalesofTheBlackFreighter</BGM><BIN>9</BIN><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Open_Light</SE1>:Snap. +The lights go out instantly.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla hears a sharp hiss as something tears through the air—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1>:Boom!
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:...You're not holding back at all.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:Embla rolls aside in the dark to avoid being hit by the armor-piercing round that has been aimed directly at her.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2>:Bang-bang-bang! Not giving her any time to react, another string of bullets are already hot on her heels as she dashes into the Großer Saal.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:The gunfire forces Embla onto the exposed stage.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Gate_Close</SE1>:Creeeak... The door of the Large Hall is shut.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.6</CGDelay>:
()||<白屏1><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>719</BIN><白屏2>:Embla is now on stage. +The spotlight overhead follows her relentlessly. The chandelier hanging at the center of the ceiling is dazzlingly bright. +Another followspot shines onto the black Nyto, who is now standing in the auditorium.
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||:What a fitting place for you to meet your end.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:12, why aren't you using your new frame?
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||:...
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Are you really so put off by my tastes? +Just bear with it for a little. That was one of the few remaining Doll frames in Avernus, and the most advanced one to boot. +It may just be better than Shaw's handiwork.
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||:...No one can outdo Shaw.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Standing in the beam of light, the black Nyto gazes coldly at Embla like a specter. +Basking in the stage light, Embla fully embraces her role as the prima donna and puts on a graceful smile.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:So, is everyone in Task Force DEFY here?
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||:We're getting front-row seats to watch you die. +We wouldn't miss this for the world.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla takes some time to scrutinize the interior of the Großer Saal. This particular hall is the most fully restored and most resplendent venue within the Alte Oper. +The auditorium has three levels of seating and can accommodate more than 2,000 people. +However, there are only three people in her current audience.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla looks toward the balcony. That would be AN-94's preferred location from which to offer assistance in defense, because when AK-15 is present, everyone automatically leaves the door for her to defend.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:AN-94, the "Snow Wolf" of DEFY. +Featuring enhanced melee capability and firepower after the upgrade.
AN94MOD(0)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla does not even have to look for AK-15. She is, as always, at the most eye-catching position.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:That by the door is AK-15, the "White Mastiff" of DEFY. +The most powerful T-Doll in the entire Neo-Soviet Union.
AK15MOD(0)<Speaker>AK-15</Speaker>||:...
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:But 12, I don't like the way you are right now.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The black Nyto is standing right at the center of the stalls. +She is as cold as a statue.
NPC-Koleda(0)<Speaker>Koleda</Speaker>||:...
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:I still prefer the frame I chose for you.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Under the dazzling chandelier, for the first time in several days, Task Force DEFY is reunited.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Please allow me to present a Halloween's special program. +"Faust", adapted by and starring Frau Embla, shall now begin! +Act One—In Search of Faust.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Applause</SE1>:Embla claps her hands.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Come on out, my Mephistos.
()||<黑点1><SE1>AVG_BaseDoor_Close</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_21winter_avg_betray</BGM><BIN>96</BIN><黑点2>:The curtain rises gradually on stage, revealing a group of fully-armed Paradeus units that fill the entire stage behind Embla.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=5%%delay=0.1%%range=4</controll_shake>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>183</BIN><SE1>AVG_Gatling_gun</SE1><震屏3>:Bang-bang-bang! +A hail of bullets rain down on the stalls, and the black Nyto instantly collapses onto the floor.
()||<白屏1>:
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>96</BIN><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:Where art thou, Faust? +I seek thee still, rushing toward thee with unyielding will. +All that is promised shall delight thee purely; +No skinflint bargain shalt thou see. +I am not one of the greatest, yet, wilt thou to me entrust thy steps through life, I'll guide thee,— +Will willingly walk beside thee,— Will serve thee at once and forever, with best endeavor...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The sounds of gunfire and impact intertwine into a dramatic concerto that Embla's singing transforms into a beautiful movement. +The Paradeus units surge toward the two remaining members of the audience. 
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2><白屏2><震屏3>:Bang-bang-bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:With incredible coordination, AK-15 and AN-94 fire at the rapidly approaching wave of white. +Their modified frames are all too experienced in fighting Paradeus. +These low-tier Paradeus units give them no reason to fear at all in terms of strength and combat skills. +The only inscrutable wild card is the being standing on the stage... a woman both familiar and unfamiliar... +With unhinged eyes and a rapturous smile.
()||<白屏1>:
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>719</BIN><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:...And, if thou art satisfied, will as servant, slave, with thee abide. +Set wigs of million curls upon thy head, to raise thee... +Wear shoes an ell in height,—the truth betrays thee.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla watches with an amused smile as the Nytos surge forth to overpower the two Dolls. +AK-15 will never falter, so the one on the balcony is naturally being targeted as the Nytos try to break through their defenses.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=4</controll_shake><CGDelay>0.2</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_n</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.4</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_n</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_rifle_finalshot_n</SE1><CGDelay>0.3</CGDelay>:Bang-bang-bang!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:Bam!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=5%%delay=0.1%%range=3</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:AN-94's position is attacked by multiple Nytos. Under the wavering light, they dart in and out of the shadows, falling upon her incessantly like minions from Hell.
()||<黑点1>:
AN94MOD(6)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1><黑点2><BIN>96</BIN>:...I won't let you get your way.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla knows DEFY well, but so does AN-94. +AN-94 knows exactly what Embla is up to. She is trying to locate AK-12, who has vanished out of sight. As long as AK-12 is still around, nobody dares make a move.
AN94MOD(4)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...Don't underestimate me, 16.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><SE1>Rope</SE1>:AN-94 pulls up one of the Paradeus units near her and uses it to block the long-range attacks coming from the stage.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2022Saros_SCARL4</SE1>:She reloads quickly.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Then she shifts into a different attack mode.
AN94MOD(6)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...If you think of me as the weakest link... +I'll turn this place into your grave.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=6</controll_shake><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:AN-94 vaults lightly over the railing of the balcony. She is aware that Embla is intimately familiar with the "geography" of this place, but so is she. +In a theater like this, the quickest way to get from the balcony to the stage... +...Is not via the stairs in the back, nor is it to clamber over the Nyto corpses in front of her. +It is...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The chandelier overhead.
AN94MOD(4)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:Are you not going to fight back, RPK?! +Or are you ready to atone for your sins?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=3</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:AN-94 leaps nimbly up the chandelier and flies toward the woman standing at center stage like a bullet ejected from the muzzle of a gun.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Door_Hit</SE1><震屏3>:Bang! +Things do not go according to plan.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Knife_Whoosh</SE1><震屏3>:A large scythe is swung toward AN-94 on the chandelier—by a Nyto lurking on the other side of the ceiling fixture in her blind spot.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:Sister Embla is spot-on.
AN94MOD(4)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Punch_Hit</SE1><震屏3>:Graff lets out a triumphant cackle from her hiding place and hits AN-94 in the shoulder while she is airborne.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1>:Whoosh! +Like a bird with broken wings... a meteor that breaks through the atmosphere... AN-94 falls towards the stalls in the auditorium...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Awaiting her down there is countless Paradeus units with their blades raised and poised to strike.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><震屏3>:Bang-bang-bang! +Gunfire is unleashed upon the Nytos below AN-94. +The location of the attacker is revealed by the direction in which they collapse.
()||<白屏1>:
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>719</BIN>:Why, on the whole, thou'rt—what thou art. +And thou remainest—what thou art.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla finishes her song and smiles with great satisfaction.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:There you are, 12.
()||<黑点1>:
NPC-AK12Mod#隐身(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||<BGM>GF_22W_BGM_4</BGM><黑点2><BIN>96</BIN>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.2</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla snaps her fingers, and a screen descends from above.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1>:A new batch of Paradeus units appear on the battlefield.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE2>Gunfight</SE2><震屏3>:Bang-bang-bang! +AN-94 finally shoots down the two remaining Nytos close at hand, earning herself a brief moment of respite.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:12, won't you let me set eyes upon you?
NPC-AK12Mod#隐身(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:...
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Tough crowd. In that case, you answer the question, Graff. +Do you know what is the scariest thing that can happen to a wolf pack?
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><BIN>96</BIN><黑点2><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=5</controll_shake>:Graff jumps off the lighting bar.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:...Please enlighten me, Sister Embla.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Being without their "alpha wolf". +That's why when fighting Task Force DEFY, one must first find the one who lurks in the shadows.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:And after that?
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:After that, we have our brilliant cast ask them for a dance.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Embla smiles at the Nyto and points toward the stalls ahead as she explains patiently.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:To neutralize AN-94 the Snow Wolf, one could try electronic warfare. Let our EW expert "Bramedb" give her a taste of Paradeus' torrents of data.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:Yes, Sister.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:As for the White Mastiff, she is created for one reason and one reason only—to fight. Let "Morridow" open her eyes and show her the power of traps.
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:Now, for the one hiding on the ceiling. +That's our Alpha Wolf— +AK-12. What is her forte? +Everything. +Because the frame she is using is the most cutting-edge mechanical product that Paradeus can currently create.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:Then... then who do we send against her?
NPC_Embla_RPK(0)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||:"Nemhran", of course. Alpha wolf against alpha wolf.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Graff</Speaker>||:Understood.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Embla looks up and raises her hand toward the brilliant chandelier above her head.
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Now that we've found Faust, let's begin Act Two!
NPC_Embla_RPK(1)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Act Two—The Never-Ending Dance
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Open_Light</SE1><BGM>GF_21winter_battle_3</BGM>:Thunk. +The dazzling chandelier, the blinding spotlights, the dim wall lights all go out in an instant... +Plunging everything into darkness.
AN94MOD(6)<Speaker>AN-94</Speaker>||:...
AK15MOD(0)<Speaker>AK-15</Speaker>||:...
NPC-AK12Mod#隐身(0)<Speaker>AK-12</Speaker>||:<color=#00CCFF>Stay where you are.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_NightVision_Start</SE1>:Task Force DEFY calmly activate their Eyes of the Snow Wolf, all the while listening carefully for every movement on the stage.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.2</CGDelay><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Rustle... +Something seems to be approaching in the excruciating darkness.
()||<白屏1><SE1>AVG_magic_circle_start</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><BIN>183</BIN>:Whoosh! +Light instantly rends the darkness and illuminates the resplendent stage.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Dismember</SE1>:Where the light shines the brightest, bone spurs stretch out wildly, blooming with infinite vitality and wrapping Embla, the prima donna at center stage, in a flurry of overlapping layers of white. +The white of her long dress lights up the entire stage. The sharp spikes protract in a fractal pattern, and the woman in their midst holds out her arms at the auditorium.
()||<白屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><common_effect>%%code=202407_Henshin%%</common_effect><CGDelay>4.5</CGDelay>:
()||<白屏1>:
NPC_Embla_RPK(3)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<关闭蒙版><白屏2><BIN>719</BIN><CGDelay>0.6</CGDelay>:
NPC_Embla_RPK(3)<Speaker>Embla</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.4</CGDelay>:Hello, at last.
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